So anyways, I was at my menial video store job and today I got some guy irately call me today, so it goes...
Me (dizzy) - the clerk
Guy - the irate asshat.
Me - (vid store) Dizzy speaking
Guy - my DVD stopped halfway through, what the hell is wrong with you people?!
Me - Um, sorry?
Guy - I want a refund and then some credit!
Me - okay, that sounds fair, can I get the account?
Guy - *gives info*
*I make a note and that's the end of it*
Guy - Good *click*
Me - Bye then...
*15 minutes later, The guy in charge is out, and I am now alone*
Guy - Okay, where's my credit, this movie better goddamn work.
Me - Oh, I thought you would come back later, like tomorrow.
Guy - Goddamn it, I drive all the way here (okay, he didn't live more than 5 minutes away, I know my city, and his listed address isn't that far) and you act like nothing is wrong?!
Me - I'm sorry, but the movie is all rented out. (Saturday night, EVERYTHING is out)
Guy - Well F**K! Why the hell did you say you would do an exchange and NOT have a movie?!
Me - Sorry, it's Saturday and I thought you-
Guy - Just rent it to me again, for f**k's sake.
*I finish the transaction in silence because I just want this asshole gone*
So, I'm shaking because I am pretty effing pissed off, and you know the golden rule, no killing people ever. the next guy comes up and we make jokes at the other guy's expense. Needless to say, the other guy may want to apologize next time we meet, because I can sacrifice enough to make transvestite porn appear on his record. XD
I'm kidding, but I can dream about getting even.
Thanks for listening to my rant, now top get 6< sleep for tomorrow's staff meeting.